A/N: Mr. Hankey the christmas poo....he loves me...I love you....{trails off}
Ficlet Thirty-One: Forts?
Harry and Ron were sitting in a fort they had built in the common room. "And then I saw the bludger coming straight at my head!" Harry said as he continued dramatically telling his story. "And I went 'Ahhhh!' and I soiled myself..."
Ron looked strangely at Harry for a moment. "Well I don't blame you. I probably would have done the same had I seen that."
"I don't mean then! I mean just now! When I said 'Ahhh!'. Excuse me.." Harry crawled out of the fort and ran quickly to the bathroom.
Ficlet Thirty-Two: Glasses?
"Hey, Harry," Ron said. "You're glasses make your eyes look all big and sparkly. It's fun looking at them." Ron leaned in to get a closer look. Harry kneed Ron in the balls. Ron cried.
Ficlet Thirty-Three: Poem?
McGonnagal assigned a project to write a poem for homework. Each student had to stand in turn and read their poem. It was Ron's turn. He stood.
"My poem is called "McWizard Burger"...ahem:
I have eaten the cheeseburger.
I have crushed the fries with my teeth.
I have bought fries for Hermione
who also chewed them.
They asked if I wanted apple pie.
I said no.
The end."
McGonnagal rose clapping. "Magnificent Job, Ron Weasley! Absolutely Fantastic! A Modern Marvel says Rolling Stones magazine!" She wiped a stray tear from her eye.
A/N: When a ficlet comes along, you must whip it! Whacchhhhhh! Whip it good! Mmhhmmm....{snap snap snap} girl! Whateva! Whateva! Keep the reviews coming, you genius critics!
Ficlet Thirty-One: Forts?
Harry and Ron were sitting in a fort they had built in the common room. "And then I saw the bludger coming straight at my head!" Harry said as he continued dramatically telling his story. "And I went 'Ahhhh!' and I soiled myself..."
Ron looked strangely at Harry for a moment. "Well I don't blame you. I probably would have done the same had I seen that."
"I don't mean then! I mean just now! When I said 'Ahhh!'. Excuse me.." Harry crawled out of the fort and ran quickly to the bathroom.
Ficlet Thirty-Two: Glasses?
"Hey, Harry," Ron said. "You're glasses make your eyes look all big and sparkly. It's fun looking at them." Ron leaned in to get a closer look. Harry kneed Ron in the balls. Ron cried.
Ficlet Thirty-Three: Poem?
McGonnagal assigned a project to write a poem for homework. Each student had to stand in turn and read their poem. It was Ron's turn. He stood.
"My poem is called "McWizard Burger"...ahem:
I have eaten the cheeseburger.
I have crushed the fries with my teeth.
I have bought fries for Hermione
who also chewed them.
They asked if I wanted apple pie.
I said no.
The end."
McGonnagal rose clapping. "Magnificent Job, Ron Weasley! Absolutely Fantastic! A Modern Marvel says Rolling Stones magazine!" She wiped a stray tear from her eye.
A/N: When a ficlet comes along, you must whip it! Whacchhhhhh! Whip it good! Mmhhmmm....{snap snap snap} girl! Whateva! Whateva! Keep the reviews coming, you genius critics!